Post by Jayson Matthews on Feb 28, 2010 6:38:11 GMT -6
The scene opens as we find Mandi Matthews practically digging trenches into the carpet of Steve Awesome’s home. Her eyes were glued to the cell phone she held in her hands like some kind of priceless artifact. She checks her texts….nothing. She checks her messages…..nothing. She sighs and stomps her foot.
“Dang it! Why isn’t Steve calling me?”
She hesitates for a few moments, battling with her own will power, until finally she gives up.
“Screw it.”
She starts rapidly dialing a number. She starts to bring the phone up to her ear but it’s snatched away by a big fingerless gloved hand.
“Hey!”
She tries to grab it back but Johnny Rotten holds it away from her as he looks at it.
“What you doin girl?”
He eyes the phone and recognizes the contact. He looks back at her in disbelief.
“You was about to call Steve?”
Mandi looks away, embarrassed that she got caught.
“I don’t know.”
“Well it sure looks like it.”
He brings the cell phone and holds it up close to her face.
“I mean…that’s his number. Say’s Steve on the little display don’t it.”
She shakes her head and snatches her cell phone from his hand and walks away, into the next room and sits down on the sofa. Johnny follows behind her.
“Why Mandi? Why call that guy? After all the times he’s hurt you, what would make you even want to speak to him?”
She stayed quiet for a few minutes. Steve’s track record wasn’t the greatest and she knew that. But it wasn’t that simple! She finally looked up at him. Tears welling up in her blue eyes.
“I don’t know. I think I still love him…or maybe I don’t. Maybe I’m just lonely and I don’t like to be alone.”
Johnny may be the most badass dude on the planet right underneath Chuck Norris but he’d be damned if those big blue doe eyes didn’t tug on his heartstrings. He sat down next to her and she wrapped her arms around his massive frame and rested her head on his chest.
“Mandi, babe, you don’t have to feel alone. You got me. And you got your brother Jayson, whom without you, would probably be dead by now.”
Johnny points across the room where we find Jayson getting closer and closer to shoving a fork in an electrical socket.
“No, Jay, you don’t wanna do that sweetie.”
Jayson looks over at Mandi and smiles. He happily drops the fork and wanders off to do something else.
“See?”
They both share a laugh. She looked up at him and she saw his hardened face, his bushy beard and she just smiled. To anyone else this would be the face of someone you definitely wouldn’t want to share a cab with, but she could see the warmth behind the wall of steel. She confided in him.
“Yeah, you guys are great and everything but I’m talking about something more. I don’t want to be alone intimately, you know? Like, without a relationship.”
“You don’t have to be. We can give us another try.”
She pulls her head off his chest.
“Johnny no. Your like a big brother to me. I can’t be with you like that.”
“Why not? We were together once before.”
“Yes but that was a mistake. I’m just happy we made it through still friends.”
Johnny shakes his head and sits up from the couch.
“Well I’m not damn it. I cant sit here and pretend it’s all okay and everything is all hunky dory. I’m head over heels for you girl and if you don’t share that same feeling for me…then maybe living in the same house with you is a bad idea.”
Mandi stands up now. She crosses her arms.
“You know how I feel.”
Johnny cracks his neck and spits on the floor.
“Well then I guess I’ll show myself to the door.”
“Fine. Be selfish!”
Mandi storms off one way and Johnny storms off out the door. Leaving Jayson alone in the same spot you saw him earlier, with the same fork getting even closer to the electrical outlet.
Fade on the zap.
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We open up in an undisclosed location somewhere in the city. Johnny and Jayson stand in front of the camera in pure promo delivery stances. Jayson begins to start but stops himself and turns to Johnny.
“So are you really leaving me dude?”
Johnny nods his head.
“I can’t stay there with you guys man. It ain’t my thang. If we don’t win the tag titles at Crossroads then I’m out of here. I need to do something else and just clear my head.”
Jayson looks sad for a second but then he smiles.
“Well then I guess we better win those tag team belts.”
Johnny’s competitive grin appears on his face and he pats Jayson on the back.
“That’s the spirit….now lets get this thing started.”
Johnny clears his throat as Jayson does his pre-promo stretches.
“Oh Splurgus, Will I ever grow tired of your abundant wit and charm?”
Johnny hawks up some phlegm and spits it out onto the ground.
“The answer is yes you pretentious little douche bag. How in the hell do you dare to make fun of our careers? We’ve had jobs in the nCw for a whole three months total and we already have the same amount of title shots as you do you little stuck up, straight edge asshole. You’ve been in this company for a lot longer than that and half the time nobody even realizes your employed.”
Jayson raises his hand.
“Hey I have a question…..Was I just seeing things or did Scotty Calloway really just make an unemployed joke about somebody other than himself?”
“Yeah, I’m sure the irony detector straight blew up after that.”
“Actually it didn’t. But then a few moments later it blew up because the irony of it not blowing up after such an ironic statement was just too much irony for the irony machine to take. That’s pretty ironic right?”
Johnny just stares at Jayson.
“I don’t know about ironic, but I’m pretty sure you’re “mor”-onic.”
Jayson glares at him as Johnny continues.
“Anyway, it don’t matter how long we’re employed for here in the nCw. We were already tossed out on our asses once before and it didn’t stop us from coming back. Everybody comes and goes as they please in this company…..I mean that Mark Evil guy came back after dieing. He straight up pulled a Boone on the world and they still let him come back to nCw. So even if were gone by next week, there is still the opportunity to come back. And I swear if nCw offered me a job of just whooping your scrawny little **** talking ass every day and they paid me in beer, then you better believe I’d take it because I swear punching your pretentious punk ass in the mouth is way sweeter then any other job I could get.”
Jayson steps forward.
“But it just so happens, old stealer of gimmicks, that the McM isn’t going anywhere soon. Know why? Because were going to win the tag team titles. Were going to beat you, were going to beat Joe and were going to beat Dirty Deal. Because you don’t deserve the belts because your rude and inconsiderate. Your all up in the bar beating up innocent people. That’s not befitting of a champion! And what’s worse…you made fun of my mommy! My mother is dead you unoriginal jerk douche. Now I’m going to show you what the Jayson Matthews Experience is all about suckah! I’m going to hit you so hard this Sunday that you actually start coming up with good ideas for gimmicks instead of being a Irish guy…who drinks! WOAH!!!!!!! That one must have taken you days to come up with.”
Johnny chuckles.
“Basically Fergus….we don’t like you. And if we can help it…you and Joe ain’t walking out the champs. Even if we have to take the belts ourselves. Now ain’t that bout a bitch. Yeah, Steve used to say it….but he don’t now bitch.”
Jayson grins.
“KA-PLOW Bitch!”
He does some crazy hand gestures to go along with it.
“That’s MY catchphrase. Don’t you forget it!”
End.
“Dang it! Why isn’t Steve calling me?”
She hesitates for a few moments, battling with her own will power, until finally she gives up.
“Screw it.”
She starts rapidly dialing a number. She starts to bring the phone up to her ear but it’s snatched away by a big fingerless gloved hand.
“Hey!”
She tries to grab it back but Johnny Rotten holds it away from her as he looks at it.
“What you doin girl?”
He eyes the phone and recognizes the contact. He looks back at her in disbelief.
“You was about to call Steve?”
Mandi looks away, embarrassed that she got caught.
“I don’t know.”
“Well it sure looks like it.”
He brings the cell phone and holds it up close to her face.
“I mean…that’s his number. Say’s Steve on the little display don’t it.”
She shakes her head and snatches her cell phone from his hand and walks away, into the next room and sits down on the sofa. Johnny follows behind her.
“Why Mandi? Why call that guy? After all the times he’s hurt you, what would make you even want to speak to him?”
She stayed quiet for a few minutes. Steve’s track record wasn’t the greatest and she knew that. But it wasn’t that simple! She finally looked up at him. Tears welling up in her blue eyes.
“I don’t know. I think I still love him…or maybe I don’t. Maybe I’m just lonely and I don’t like to be alone.”
Johnny may be the most badass dude on the planet right underneath Chuck Norris but he’d be damned if those big blue doe eyes didn’t tug on his heartstrings. He sat down next to her and she wrapped her arms around his massive frame and rested her head on his chest.
“Mandi, babe, you don’t have to feel alone. You got me. And you got your brother Jayson, whom without you, would probably be dead by now.”
Johnny points across the room where we find Jayson getting closer and closer to shoving a fork in an electrical socket.
“No, Jay, you don’t wanna do that sweetie.”
Jayson looks over at Mandi and smiles. He happily drops the fork and wanders off to do something else.
“See?”
They both share a laugh. She looked up at him and she saw his hardened face, his bushy beard and she just smiled. To anyone else this would be the face of someone you definitely wouldn’t want to share a cab with, but she could see the warmth behind the wall of steel. She confided in him.
“Yeah, you guys are great and everything but I’m talking about something more. I don’t want to be alone intimately, you know? Like, without a relationship.”
“You don’t have to be. We can give us another try.”
She pulls her head off his chest.
“Johnny no. Your like a big brother to me. I can’t be with you like that.”
“Why not? We were together once before.”
“Yes but that was a mistake. I’m just happy we made it through still friends.”
Johnny shakes his head and sits up from the couch.
“Well I’m not damn it. I cant sit here and pretend it’s all okay and everything is all hunky dory. I’m head over heels for you girl and if you don’t share that same feeling for me…then maybe living in the same house with you is a bad idea.”
Mandi stands up now. She crosses her arms.
“You know how I feel.”
Johnny cracks his neck and spits on the floor.
“Well then I guess I’ll show myself to the door.”
“Fine. Be selfish!”
Mandi storms off one way and Johnny storms off out the door. Leaving Jayson alone in the same spot you saw him earlier, with the same fork getting even closer to the electrical outlet.
Fade on the zap.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
We open up in an undisclosed location somewhere in the city. Johnny and Jayson stand in front of the camera in pure promo delivery stances. Jayson begins to start but stops himself and turns to Johnny.
“So are you really leaving me dude?”
Johnny nods his head.
“I can’t stay there with you guys man. It ain’t my thang. If we don’t win the tag titles at Crossroads then I’m out of here. I need to do something else and just clear my head.”
Jayson looks sad for a second but then he smiles.
“Well then I guess we better win those tag team belts.”
Johnny’s competitive grin appears on his face and he pats Jayson on the back.
“That’s the spirit….now lets get this thing started.”
Johnny clears his throat as Jayson does his pre-promo stretches.
“Oh Splurgus, Will I ever grow tired of your abundant wit and charm?”
Johnny hawks up some phlegm and spits it out onto the ground.
“The answer is yes you pretentious little douche bag. How in the hell do you dare to make fun of our careers? We’ve had jobs in the nCw for a whole three months total and we already have the same amount of title shots as you do you little stuck up, straight edge asshole. You’ve been in this company for a lot longer than that and half the time nobody even realizes your employed.”
Jayson raises his hand.
“Hey I have a question…..Was I just seeing things or did Scotty Calloway really just make an unemployed joke about somebody other than himself?”
“Yeah, I’m sure the irony detector straight blew up after that.”
“Actually it didn’t. But then a few moments later it blew up because the irony of it not blowing up after such an ironic statement was just too much irony for the irony machine to take. That’s pretty ironic right?”
Johnny just stares at Jayson.
“I don’t know about ironic, but I’m pretty sure you’re “mor”-onic.”
Jayson glares at him as Johnny continues.
“Anyway, it don’t matter how long we’re employed for here in the nCw. We were already tossed out on our asses once before and it didn’t stop us from coming back. Everybody comes and goes as they please in this company…..I mean that Mark Evil guy came back after dieing. He straight up pulled a Boone on the world and they still let him come back to nCw. So even if were gone by next week, there is still the opportunity to come back. And I swear if nCw offered me a job of just whooping your scrawny little **** talking ass every day and they paid me in beer, then you better believe I’d take it because I swear punching your pretentious punk ass in the mouth is way sweeter then any other job I could get.”
Jayson steps forward.
“But it just so happens, old stealer of gimmicks, that the McM isn’t going anywhere soon. Know why? Because were going to win the tag team titles. Were going to beat you, were going to beat Joe and were going to beat Dirty Deal. Because you don’t deserve the belts because your rude and inconsiderate. Your all up in the bar beating up innocent people. That’s not befitting of a champion! And what’s worse…you made fun of my mommy! My mother is dead you unoriginal jerk douche. Now I’m going to show you what the Jayson Matthews Experience is all about suckah! I’m going to hit you so hard this Sunday that you actually start coming up with good ideas for gimmicks instead of being a Irish guy…who drinks! WOAH!!!!!!! That one must have taken you days to come up with.”
Johnny chuckles.
“Basically Fergus….we don’t like you. And if we can help it…you and Joe ain’t walking out the champs. Even if we have to take the belts ourselves. Now ain’t that bout a bitch. Yeah, Steve used to say it….but he don’t now bitch.”
Jayson grins.
“KA-PLOW Bitch!”
He does some crazy hand gestures to go along with it.
“That’s MY catchphrase. Don’t you forget it!”
End.